Name: Don’t Stop Believing by Thomas GT
Duration: 4 min 9 s
Description: Don’t Stop Believin’ is an inspiring pop/rock anthem about holding on to hope and chasing dreams. It tells the story of everyday people searching for meaning and connection. With its powerful chorus and uplifting message, the song encourages perseverance, reminding listeners to stay strong and never give up on themselves.

Have you copyrighted this song and Licensed it to anyone? Just curious. I do love it and we have connections worldwide. Would like to try and rep it

I just LOve this song. The world needs to hear it. June 22, 2025 on Malibu beach dancing in the sand. Jameshhall1954 Instagram. Proof

@user-370753129 yes it is James ☺️ and Thank you once again for your kind words 🙏🙏🙏🫶🫶

@user-370753129 thank you my friend 🙏🎶🫶

❤️🙋Merci pour cette magnifique chanson pleine d'espoir 😉😍😊😎

This makes me want to dance! 💃🕺🔥

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YouTube: https://youtu.be/qmZ432klvBc?si=NmzSu3YFmmOYWe8o
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/track/07WNQAIol29TVYrr1Hyznr?si=83a6884e6cff48d2
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Apple: https://music.apple.com/de/album/was-wirklich-z%C3%A4hlt/1798507198?i=1798507199
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Lyrik (the English translation is below the Geman lyrics)
Jahre lang bin ich gerannt
Blind dem Schein der Welt gefolgt
(Blind gefolgt, blind gefolgt)
Hab den Wert der Zeit verkannt
Und mein Herz dabei verlor'n
(Zeit verlor'n, Herz verlor'n)

Dann kam der Tag der alles nahm
(Der Tag der nahm)
Und nichts mehr war wie es einst war
(Nichts wie es war)
Die Leere die mich überkam
(Die Leere kam)
Machte alle Wahrheit klar

Was wirklich zählt im Leben
Sind nicht die großen Dinge
(Sind nicht die Dinge, sind nicht die Dinge)
Ist nicht das ewige Streben
Sind nicht die gold'nen Ringe
(Gold'nen Ringe, gold'nen Ringe)
Es ist die Zeit die wir uns schenken
Die Liebe die wir teilen
(Die wir teilen, die wir teilen)
Die Momente die wir lenken
Wenn wir bei uns verweilen
(Bei uns sind)

In der Stille dieser Nacht
Höre ich mein Herz ganz klar
(Höre klar, spüre wahr)
Was ich früher nie bedacht
Wird mir endlich offenbar

Durch den Schmerz des Loslassens
(Lass los, lass los)
Fand ich endlich zu mir selbst
(Zu mir selbst)
In der Tiefe meines Falls
(In der Tiefe)
Fand ich einen neuen Halt

Was wirklich zählt im Leben
Ist jeder Atemzug
(Jeder Zug, jeder Zug)
Ist das Nehmen und das Geben
Der sanfte Herzensflug
(Herzensflug)
Die Wahrheit in uns drinnen
Die leise zu uns spricht
(Leise spricht, leise spricht)
Wenn wir uns selbst gewinnen
Im warmen Seelenlicht
(Seelenlicht, Seelenlicht)

In der Stille dieser Zeit
(In der Stille)
Find ich endlich meinen Weg
(Meinen Weg, beide)
Was ich bin, was mich befreit
(Was mich befreit)
Trägt mich über jeden Steg

English translation:
For years I ran
Blindly followed the world's illusions
(Blindly followed, blindly followed)
Did not recognize the value of time
And lost my heart in the process
(Lost time, lost my heart)

Then came the day that took everything
(The day that took)
And nothing was as it once was
(Nothing was as it was)
The emptiness that came over me
(The emptiness came)
Made all the truth clear

What really matters in life
Are not the big things
(Are not the things, are not the things)
Is not the eternal pursuit
Are not the golden rings
(Golden rings, golden rings)
It's the time we give each other
The love we share
(We share, we share)
The moments we direct
When we dwell within
(Within ourselves)

In the silence of this night
I hear my heart quite clearly
(Hear clearly, feel true)
What I never considered before
Is finally revealed to me

Through the pain of letting go
(Let go, let go)
I finally found myself
(Found myself)
In the depth of my fall
(In the depth)
I found a new foothold

What really counts in life
Is every breath
(Every breath, every breath)
Is the taking and the giving
Of the gentle flight of the heart
(Flight of the heart)
The truth within us
That speaks softly to us
(Softly speaks, softly speaks)
When we win ourselves
In the warm light of the soul
(Soul light, soul light)

In the silence of this time
(In the silence)
I finally find my way
(My way, my way)
What I am, what sets me free
(What sets me free)
Carries me over every bridge

Was wirklich zählt

ANALOG by NOVA J

In my dreams I’m back in ‘93
In the office, computer-free
Fluorescent lights and rotary
Full of vintage machinery

Oh, I long to be analog (analog)
Yeah, I long to be analog (analog)

Off the grid
Analog
(Off the grid
Analog)

Yes to corded simplicity
No to scrolling anxiety
TV static serenity
In my dreams I’m back in ‘93

Yeah, I wanna be analog (analog)
Oh, I wanna be analog (analog)

Off the grid
Analog
(Off the grid
Analog)

In my dreams I’m trauma-free
Blur the bad that happened to me
Rose-colored glasses, simplicity
In my dreams I’m back in ‘93

Oh, I long to be analog (analog)
Yeah, I long to be analog (analog)

Yeah, I wanna be analog (analog)
Oh, I wanna be analog (analog)

Yeah, I wanna be analog (analog)
Oh, I wanna be analog (analog)

ANALOG

Written by Peter Schickele, Joan Baez 1972 for the film Silent Running.
Music Production by Thomas Mierkiewicz 🍋 ‬Lemonbrew Studio @user-297959700
Vocals by Kate Stanton 3/30/2025 #coversong #songcover #collaboration 

Rejoice in the Sun (Lemonbrew & Kate Stanton)

https://youtu.be/dLLddlqKIHc?si=wT5hmEY_W3Fp5ZvI 

This is my attempt at performing this song in a single take with just me and my guitar (Taylor 114 ce)
Also to compare and contrast, here’s a  link to a more polished full band version of this song that I recorded with the help of the Eclectic Collective 
https://soundcloud.com/josh-clary-1/ai-sucks-the-eclectic?si=67d29d363d2a419dacbf860fa471165e&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Many thanks to SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani  https://on.soundcloud.com/A24Cig19AVNqQmCk8 who's lyrics inspired me to write this song and collaborated with me to help bring this song to life.
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Lyrics
When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string 
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune 
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers but I continued to play
And as the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
And now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will think your songs are great 
even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure and a catchy vibe and beat 
It was overly verbose but when I played it people tapped their feet
In my forties I stopped wasting my time
Work was more fun I was doing just fine
I had a steady paycheck that could feed me 
And the record companies didn’t need me
In my fifties once again my musical juices started flowing
I bought the necessary equipment I was eager to get going
I recorded all my strumming and saved it onto my PC
The internet and technology were advancing rapidly
I took those special songs I’d written of which I was most proud
Posted them Instagram, You Tube, Tik Tok and SoundCloud
I asked myself if a tree falls in the forest and no one’s around
Does it make a sound?
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will like your songs even though you didn’t write or play a single note.

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"This song isn’t about performance... it’s about survival.
I live with autism, constant mental noise, and the pain of losing my ability to create with my hands. When the chaos inside becomes too much, the only peace I find is in music.
This track is how I process, how I breathe, how I stay.
If you’ve ever felt overwhelmed, unseen, or like you’re running from your own thoughts…
I made this for you too."
💙🎷💭 #NeurodivergentVoices #AutisticArtist #MusicAsMedicine

****Lyrics****

My brain’s not wired the way it should be,
It hums and flickers constantly.
Patterns flood me, sounds collide,
So I shape the storm I hold inside.
My dad saw the blueprints in my stare,
Let me build, let me breathe, let me repair.
Where others saw mess, I saw machines,
And he saw the music in my in-betweens.

I used to draw, to twist, to weld,
My hands could echo what my mind held.
And when the noise got too loud to bear,
I’d pick up my sax, and I was there.
No sheet music, just me and the sound,
Playing what I felt, not what I’d found.
I’d slip into songs like a second skin,
And the world would hush from deep within.

I don’t write songs to sing along,
I write when I’ve held it in too long.
It’s not for fame, or a radio track,
It’s to help my mind find its way back.
When I don’t write, I start to drown,
So I turn my overload into sound.

You see talent, I see weight,
Thoughts that crash and reverberate.
I hear harmony in the sound of fans,
Basslines in pipes, chords in hands.
Ideas claw at me when I try to sleep,
Rhythms that haunt instead of keep.
So I write not to create, but to release,
To bargain for just one hour of peace.

Some call me a genius, it makes me flinch,
There’s a thin line here, and it’s barely an inch.
Passed out at my desk more times than I know,
Because the noise won’t stop, and I can’t let go.
But your words hold me like steady hands,
You listen, you lift, and that still stands.
You don’t just like what I create,
You remind me I can still translate.

I don’t write songs to feel adored,
I write because I’m coming apart at the core.
It’s not performance, it’s not control,
It’s how I channel what’s stolen my soul.
So if you hear my work and feel seen,
Know I wrote it just to stay between.

There’s no off switch in my skull.
No quiet room. No empty hull.
But Music makes it breathable.
Makes it bearable.
Makes me visible.

I don’t write songs to entertain,
I write because they buffer the pain.
You think it’s talent, but it’s how I cope.
I turn the flood into fragile hope.
And if my music helped you sleep tonight…
Then maybe, I’ll sleep too.
Just for a while.
That’s enough.

I don’t sing.
I survive.
And this,
This is how I stay alive.

I Don’t Write Songs "I Survive”

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A heartfelt thank you to all of you lovely people who listen, share my music and promote it. Without YOU, this “adventure” would never be possible. YOU are the best listeners imaginable. 🫶🔥🎶❤️


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My Musical Journey – Thomas GT

I was born in the 1960s and grew up with music flowing through my veins. From an early age, rock was more than just sound—it was a way of life. At 12 years old, I picked up my first guitar, inspired by the roaring energy of the rock scene—bands like KISS, Judas Priest, Saxon, and Iron Maiden lit the fire in my soul.

Through the years that followed, I played in several bands, living for the thrill of the stage and the camaraderie of creating music together. Those were unforgettable days—loud, passionate, and full of life.

At 28, my life took a new turn when I became a father. My focus shifted entirely to raising my children and caring for my dear family, and music quietly moved to the background. The guitars gathered dust, but the melodies never truly left my heart.

Now, at 60, that spark has reignited. The passion is back—but the hands don’t quite move like they used to. Thankfully, modern text-based music technology (AI) has opened a whole new door. Through it, I can craft music with words, bringing my feelings, my lyric and my ideas to life in ways I never thought possible.

Today, my inspirations have evolved—artists like Peter Cetera, Dayseeker, and Wind Walkers now shape the sound and emotion of my work. For me, this is more than just making music again—it’s finding my voice after all these years, and finally sharing the emotions I once kept inside.

All of my songs are created as demos—sketches of ideas meant to capture and express the emotions I carry, and have carried, throughout my life. They are my way of painting feelings in sound, of telling stories that my words alone cannot hold.

My greatest wish is for real musicians to one day perform and interpret these songs, breathing their own life and artistry into my stories. To hear my lyric/music brought to life in that way would be the proudest moment of my life.

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for taking the time to read my story.

Don’t Stop Believing

Thomas GT

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